It's All About You

All the whining
I�m the one they come to for help
All their problems
They never ask me
How are you today?
How are you feeling?
Because if they did
They would know how I really feel
And when I do look sad
People wonder me why I�m frowning
Not wanting to complain
I�m just
That girl
And when I do try to act like myself
They give me eerie looks
And I sit quietly once again
They tell me I am their friend
Why is it so hard for me to believe them?

^{Ashton Pettigrew}